Though we rarely talk
I feel you near

I understand the gifts I sent
are probably the few that spark imagination
and bring back the tiny Christmas spirit

However, I look at my tree
thousands of miles from yours
and I know there is nothing from you

no present or gift with your name
nothing to show you were here

But I am not sad
because even though I do not know where I stand with you
I know where you stand with me

and even there is no present from you
I smile and look to the sky
Wishing for you to be here

Longing for you to be near
and ultimately
just missing you here with me